Fightin' with the neighbors and screwing the wifeHip hop music ruined my lifeI bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheatWaiting for the night that I die in my sleepI listen to the jukebox and sit by the barTaking care of a dog that got hit by a carPraying for salvation, needing a miracleDrowning in new music and reading materialShoe laces untied telling people I'm richWho can't tell the difference between real artAnd high kitchMouth like a broken bottle,Crooked and bottomlessHalf wolf, half crow, half hippopotamusSturdy as a paper bag, as well, my face is flawedBut keeping the fire going by the grace og godAnd I'm loate to think that we missed our chanceTo find a way out of this downward danceWe got it all wrong

Singing a song with a rock in my mouthNobody knows what I am talking aboutLost without a marketing plan and a stylistHere comes the vilest nihilist finalistOnce and for all, barbed wire and ropeThe most beautiful woman is strung oit on dopeSlowly the music died, died, died...Three white horses side by sideLast chance to change, you better hurry. QuickLaying in a bed, wide awake and I'm worried sickCompletelty out-foxed,I hide from the phone and I swear this penHas a mind of it's ownJaws that go through solid steel, a clenched fistA breath of fresh air for once and a French kissThe weight of the world and collapsable meI'm talking about trouble with a capital TWe got it all wrong